MIA
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I would like to make some projects with him. Maybe help him out on any plane that he's working on designing? I could help with the techy side, and with other things.
I am a mechanical engineering after all. That's my primary field of work, and electrical engineering can also be of use. I mean, if he's open to it.
I do planning on having him for myself and marrying him. Papa even gave me his engagement ring, for me to give it to Misha, which was in the will he made it separately for me. I can buy my own later. But for that, he needs wake up, see me, realize on his own that I was his pen pal, and start to like me.
Santo Dio, I just need him to be free from Emma, stop seeing me as little girl, and at best attracted and interested in me. That's enough for me, I don't need him to straight up love me and be obsessed with me like I am for him. As long as there's a spark and he's interested, I'll work on that and do my part, I'll show him how I really am and he will fall in love with me for sure.
Papa said that as long as I let someone inside and see who I am, they will see I'm the loveliest person there is, and love will bloom for sure, and I trust papa. He wasn't the type to compliment someone just for the sake of it. Even us, his kids, all the compliments he gave were true, honest, and meaningful. As he gave me many, I can't be the hateful heartless monster most people thought I was.
So, when we marry, and we will get married one day, I will be totally open for projects together. If we put our mind on it, together, we might make the best planes and jets there are, and if he ever wants to help me on mine field, I'll be open for it too. I am a master of creating stuff, there are many stuff we can create if we merge our knowledge, skills, and ideas.
Misha may not be a generational prodigy like me, but that does not wipe the fact that he is, out of the thirteen of them, the smartest. He is a genius regardless. I always knew he was, that's why I was so shy as kid to even get near him, because I didn't knew if he would recognize and accept me, if he also thought I was clever like the others did, since he was always scornful at me.
Though he didn't get accepted in all the universities I did, he got accepted into the most important ones. MIT, all five Ivy leagues, and Oxford. That alone is a feat that not many so-called geniuses can even manage.
He got that because he put his mind on it and worked hard after I left. Maybe he got annoyed and bitter that I passed in all of them and went to college before he did, he always had quite the competitive personality from what I watched of him from afar.
Not as much of a crazy competitive bitch as I always was, but definitely in the way there. Otherwise we would be quite overbearing together. How amusing.
But I can't believe he still has all the petals, that he still has all the letters in a safe, all my drawings. Dio, he could have even gone after the perfume I used on the letters and gotten it for himself, if he really treasured it as it looks like. If he wanted, he would be able to get it.
"Do you feel better now, Mia?" Leo broke me from my daze.
A nod, "I do. Thanks to you, Leo," taking a deep breath, I got up. "Come, let's go back now. I promised nonna I wouldn't runaway tonight. And as much as I want to, I also want to look at him. Even if it hurts me to see him with her, I love how he's finally looking at me, speaking to me." I tilted my head, "Sure, he's all glares and angrily mocking and sarcastic noises, but it's attractive nonetheless. He looks smoking hot when he's angry," sigh, "makes me want to kiss him. Dio have mercy of me, it makes me want to do way more than just kissing him."
Leo gasped, "Ew. Don't tell me, he's my brother. Ew-ew-ew. I don't want to know any of that, you can keep that for yourself, Mia," he dramatically made a gagging sound. "I never thought you would end up in love with one of my brothers, definitely not Misha, since he's the most bossy and overbearing of us Campobello. I thought you would lean more towards someone who's more submissive for you, since you are freaking bossy yourself. You do know he's an ENTJ, right? I mean, he may not look like, but he is. I love him though."
"I'm an INTJ, I'll make it work," I grinned mischievously. "And of course, I do know that. I stalked him, remember?" I winked and he gasped in dismay. "All there is to know about that temptingly hot brother of yours, I know. At least digitally. He doesn't keep digital diaries, so I don't have a glimpse into his attractive mind, but everything else I do. Just like I know all the girls he hooked up with from MIT and Harvard, the girls he hooked up with from Julliard when he went there to visit Natasha and Hendrik, and the girls he hooked up with here in Italy."
Almost none of them were blondes, most were brunettes and tanned. That is why it infuriates me when he calls me little girl, as if I was a child, because I'm light years hotter then those girls, and smarter. He could chosen me instead.
If I'm being honest, as shameless as it may sound, I'd totally spread my legs for him. He just have to say he wants me, I just need that green light to jump on him.
"That's not very joyful," Leo groaned. "Didn't you get jealous?"
"Of course, I did. I planned to kill all of them, but I held it. I did hack their lives and sent a little virus that destroys all files they had in their phones, laptops, and other stuff," I grinned viciously. "That majestically fucked the girls from MIT, Harvard, and Julliard for a while, and they had no idea what happened. It was better than using the physical skills I have to beat them up. They brought it to themselves, that's what they get for trying to seduce someone who's taken, even if he doesn't know that yet. Nonetheless, I got that he had his own needs, and at least that would train him, give him experience."
For me.
He just need to say the word and I'll hand him all of my firsts in a tray.
"Every time I think you can't surprise me or get crazier, you proves me wrong, Mia," he whined frighteningly baffled. "Dio santo, I'm so glad I'm your best friend and soon to be step-brother, and if things go according to your plan, your future brother-in-law. I pity your enemies."
"I don't," I scoffed. "They deserve whatever I give them."
Rolling his eyes, he stood up with me, "Okay, okay, let's go down now."